223 You help me lead the flight (24)

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Suna's hand was restrained by him, and the feather-like tickling on his face was unbearable, so he gently rubbed his cheek with his shoulder, then raised his head and stared blankly at the boy.

It's quite a coincidence that we keep running into each other these past few days.

But before she could say anything, she heard the other party's concise and to the point: "Do you have any ointment?"

Suna nodded, took out the small bag and rummaged through it.

After Jing Lin let go of her hand, he stared silently at the small red spot on her face for a few seconds, then looked away and pointed his other finger on the armrest.

Taking out the small white ointment, Suna secretly glanced at the person next to him.

Seeing him leaning back lazily with his eyes closed, the soft light from the window shone on his flawless face, even his eyelashes were dyed with a gentle luster.

After hesitating for a moment, Suna pursed his lips and pulled his sleeve on the middle armrest with very little force. The blood vessels on the back of his white hand were faintly visible, and the outline of the meridians was sexy, as if he was very powerful when he held it.

With a gentle pull from her, the beautiful hand in front of her moved. Then the young man opened his eyes casually, his eyelashes spread out and fluttered like butterfly wings, and the shadow lifted up, revealing the tear mole under the corner of his eye.

"Um..." Suna looked directly into his deep and calm eyes, and handed over the ointment in his hand, "I don't have a mirror, can you please Jingshen help me apply it?"

The other party didn't make any move for a long time. Suna thought he meant rejection and lowered his head in disappointment. Then the cool wind moved slightly, and the shadow belonging to the young man fell. When he looked up again, the distance between the two was incredibly close.

The ointment in his hand was taken away at some point, and the young man's gaze seemed to be warm. When he glanced at the red patch on his cheek, the vague itching was replaced by burning heat.

Suna controlled his heartbeat and breathed carefully for fear of disturbing him. The moment his face was touched by the coldness, he couldn't help but hold the corners of his clothes in his hands.

Her eyes were wandering, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and finally locked on that mole. The distance is only a few centimeters, and the tear mole embellishment highlights the owner's coldness. In Suna's opinion, there was something particularly attractive about it, and he really wanted to touch it.

The thumb on her face began to circle her face carefully, spreading the ointment. A simple action performed by the other party was a bit ambiguous, as if there was a thin electric current flowing on his face.

Why haven't you painted it yet?

Suna felt like she was going to blush to death.

The white Adam's apple in front of him moved slightly, and the young man stepped away as if nothing had happened and continued to lean on the seat lazily, but this time he did not close his eyes.

Suna pretended that nothing happened and leaned back.

Thinking about going to KL for the last game tomorrow during the day, it’s completely over.

My heartbeat gradually adapted, and I fell asleep again just sitting there.

At this time, the atmosphere is not as noisy as when we first came up. Jing Lin looked at the white clouds passing by his feet calmly outside the window.

After a few seconds, his eyes moved to the face of the soft white girl next to him. Her hair lazily covered half of her face, and the bitten side was pressed against the back of the chair, making her look even softer and pudgier.

The delicate and beautiful young man watched quietly, gently raised the armrest between the two seats, and silently sat further to the left.

After a while, the girl leaned against him. Jing Lin felt his shoulders heavy and was stunned for a few moments. He adjusted his position so that she could rest more comfortably on his collarbone shoulders, and then naturally pressed his face against the other person's little head.

The young man Gujing Wubo did all this quietly, his lazily closed eyelids hiding the unusually deep darkness in his eyes.

Suna's frowning eyebrows gradually relaxed in her sleep, and she unconsciously raised her arms to wrap around his shoulders...